Some days, when I’m outside in the lane way checking tyres, or taking pictures of rims for Gumtree, I see VH-IDW flying overhead. Victor 65, the VFR route that takes helicopters in a loop around Perth’s city centre, ends overhead Herdsman lake, which is basically across the road from the shop. I always look up, and wonder how much I have forgotten about helicopters, since finishing my theory exams. Continue reading “Random Days”
Wow, I thought I was a few weeks behind with writing a blog post, but it looks like it’s been a full three months since I last posted something! I kind of felt like the days were all blending into one, but I hadn’t realised it has been this long. In my defense, Continue reading “Year One Almost Done”
Emma and I were walking in the John Forrest National Park, and found ourselves a bit disappointed with the lack of wildlife. On our way back to the car however, we figured out it probably had something to do with the massive bushfire that was raging out of control not far from where we were.
Unfortunately, I can no longer claim never to have been in a police car. On the plus side though, I can now say I drove one, legally. I had to pick up a vehicle from a dealership, and take it over to my new workplace, for a wheel alignment. Only to find out the car I was picking up, was an undercover car owned by WA Police. I resisted the urge to play with all the buttons, but I did accidentally let out a very distinct police “whoop” instead of sounding the horn, when turning into the workshop.
Long overdue this one. It’s a strange combination of nothing happening the last couple of weeks, and still so much to talk about from the wedding last month. And also I just didn’t really feel like writing, which happens. More days than not to be honest.
I was pretty happy Emma went first on the “I do’s”. Not because I didn’t want to go first, but because she said “I will”, which was the grammatically correct response to the question asked by the celebrant. Which made me realise I would have said “I do”, and that would have been weird. Prime example on how we compliment each other!
I started adding watermarks to my pictures last week. It still feels a bit pretentious. As if my pictures are so awesome everybody is trying to steal them, and as if people don’t know how to crop if they would. But on the other hand, it’s also a way of branding a product. Even though I don’t really consider my photographs to be products. Maybe it just feels nice to make something and then put your name on it.
It’s not exactly what you’d call a pretty ship. Actually, it could do with a lick of paint. And it’s not very big or impressive either. Not exclusive, or state of the art. No special history that I know of. And yet Emma and I drove all the way to Fremantle Harbour this weekend to see her, and take some pictures.
I kind of jumped the gun on the last blog. All seemed well when Zoey came out of surgery, and I was instructed to give the vet hospital a call the next morning after eight AM to see when I could pick her up. So when my phone rang at 08:01 and I saw the vet’s number, I knew something wasn’t as it should be.
If I look out the window next to me, I can just about see the top of the animal hospital billboard in the distance. I assume the roof next to it must therefore be the hospital itself, and in an hour or so, the people in there will be operating on Zoey.